She is the moonlight in the dark night

After the young doctor treated the wound, he glanced at Huo Zheng who was standing by the bed.

There was so much dried blood on his shirt that at first glance it wasn't even clear whether it was his or someone else's.

Huo Zheng pursed his lips tightly, his eagle-like eyes locked on the pale Ji Yingying on the bed.

With such a frail body, he didn't know where the great strength came from. He raised the sharp flower scissors and pierced his chest.

Psychologists say that survival is one of the most basic desires that support a person to live.

How painful was she that she wanted to end her life?

Under the cold light, his expression flickered, like a distant mountain in a landscape painting, which was unpredictable.

The young doctor pulled him out of the guest bedroom.

"She needs a good rest."

Huo Zheng nodded, and after sending the doctor away from Huo's house, he quickly went upstairs.

In the huge study room, the lights were not turned on, and the sunlight could hardly penetrate the clouds on a rainy day. The entire master bedroom was hidden in a thin shadow.

He tugged on his tie irritably, and took off the shirt with dried blood with one hand.

In the dim environment, the faint light cast shadows on his body, and the lines of Huo Zheng's body became more and more obvious.

When he raised his hand to take out a clean shirt from the closet, the muscles in his arms were tense with his movements, as if angry.

He changed into clean clothes as quickly as possible, turned on soothing music, and tried to clear his messy mind.

However, after she fell down, the sad and beautiful gaze through the rain still relentlessly occupied his mind.

It's all an illusion!

Isn't that woman the best at this trick!

If she was really weak, how could she plan such a sinister plan four years ago!

Boom!

There was a loud thunder in the sky outside the window.

When Huo Zheng opened his eyes again, there was no light in his eyes as deep as a black hole, and the silence was like a barren wilderness, with no more torn and struggled.

"Death is too easy, she has to pay the price!"

Huo Zheng's voice was hoarse, and he was the only one who could hear this sentence.

He didn't know whether he was convincing others or himself.

"She must not die!"
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Ji Yingying woke up the next afternoon.

The pain from the wound made her almost instinctively let out a "huh" before opening her eyes.

The weak voice made the man sitting in the corner of the room suddenly raise his eyes.

"you're awake."

His voice was hoarse, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting here.

Hearing Huo Zheng's voice, Ji Yingying froze, her eyelashes trembled, and finally opened her eyes.

She looked down at the wound, and the scissors disappeared, leaving only a neat white bandage.

"Why do you want to save me? Don't you want me to prove my innocence with death?"

Her voice was hoarse, floating back and forth in the huge bedroom.

The light brown pupils were covered with a layer of mist, half covered by the drooping eyelashes.

Huo Zheng didn't answer her words, but said something incoherent.

"The Ji family owes a billion yuan in debt, right?"

Ji Yingying closed her eyes weakly, sat up slowly, accidentally pulled the wound, and coughed twice again.

"It was you who set the trap to make the company owe the debt. Have you forgotten?"

The deep eyes of the man behind the lens flickered slightly, and the light deepened his already deep outline, giving him an overpowering aura, like a nobleman of a certain royal family.

"One billion in debt, I can lend it to Ji's family first to help Ji's family survive this disaster."

Ji Yingying couldn't believe it. She raised her eyes cautiously to look at Huo Zheng, who was sitting on the leather sofa with his legs crossed and his figure was elegant.

He changed his clothes, a new suit, simple in design but full of texture.The tie was the same black, neatly folded over the front of the shirt.

His clothes remind Ji Yingying.

This is a businessman through and through, even one of the most successful businessmen in the world today.

Huo Zheng would not do business at a loss.

"What are your conditions?"

she asked him hoarsely.

Huo Zheng didn't speak, but got up suddenly, and picked up an unattractive black plastic bag from the side of the sofa.

He slowly came to Ji Yingying's bedside, and threw the plastic bag in his hand onto her bed.

Ji Yingying tugged at a black corner of the plastic bag, and pulled out the neatly folded clothes.

It was a black uniform, which Ji Yingying had seen when she was kneeling in front of his door.

The servants of the Huo family all wore uniforms.

"One billion, just to make me a servant of the Huo family?"

Ji Yingying always felt that this matter was not so simple.

Sure enough, Huo Zheng walked slowly to her bed and took out the pen from the left breast pocket of his suit jacket.

He slightly raised the neckline of Ji Yingying's skirt with a pen.

Huo Zheng made such a frivolous action, but it will only make people shudder.

When the cold pen touched her warm skin, Ji Yingying shivered subconsciously.

"I can borrow one billion from Ji's family to tide over the crisis, and you"

"Before Ji's family repays one billion, you have to give up your dignity and personality, which belong to me completely. Do whatever I want you to do. Being a servant is just the first step."

Huo Zheng watched her expression froze a little bit, admiring her desperate expression as if admiring some peerless famous painting.

"Ji Yingying, you think too simply. I won't allow you to die so easily. You don't deserve it."

"I'll make your life worse than death!"

Staring at Huo Zheng's hateful eyes, Ji Yingying thought of many things at that moment.

She thought about the company that went bankrupt, the employees who lost their jobs because the company went bankrupt.

The older brother who works hard at the company every day.

The father who fled abroad has not yet been found.

The mother who was frightened by the debt collectors had a stroke and was unconscious is still lying in the hospital.

……

One second is like a century.

"Okay, I promise you."

Her voice was very soft, and as her words fell, the last light in Ji Yingying's clear eyes disappeared.

Ji Yingying didn't know how to prove what she hadn't done.

I don't know if there is a better way to bring Ji's company back to life.

After the company went bankrupt, Ji Yingying tried everything she could.

However, without the support of Ji's family, she is just an ordinary person.

Maybe she can grit her teeth and work hard to pay off the hundreds of thousands of debts.

One billion. This number is a fantasy for the 22-year-old her.

Ji Yingying looked at Huo Zheng, but felt strange.

The 20-year-old Huo Zheng who amazed her entire youth when she first met, although not as mature and rich as the man in front of her, was her first love that she would never see again in this life.

Huo Zheng stared at Ji Yingying, who was quiet with downcast eyes. The white skirt on her body was stained with dried blood, and her long hair was like a waterfall, hanging obediently on both sides of her shoulders.

Seeing her so quiet but helpless, Huo Zheng felt a stab in his heart.

He stepped forward suddenly and squeezed her chin tightly.

Because of the force, her fingers left dark red marks on her fair skin.

This bright color added some radiance to Ji Yingying's face, as if dragging the withered soul back to the world that was about to be wiped out.

"You must not wait for Ji's family to receive the money and then seek death. My money can be recovered as long as I want it."

"If you die, I can assure you that the Ji family will be destroyed the next day!"

Ji Yingying's eyes were flushed, but she blinked to prevent the tears from falling easily.

"Huo Zheng, I won't do stupid things anymore."

Looking at the man's eyes blinded by hatred, Ji Yingying showed a strong smile.

"At least I want to live long enough to see you with my own eyes and see you regret everything you have done!"

That cowardly Ji Yingying was already dead, killed by her own hands under the cold flower cut!